I don't care

I don't care that I'm the only one without someone to love.

I don't care

I don't care that Jak got Ashlen

I don't care

I don't care that Jinx stole away with Keira

I don't care

I don't care that Daxter has Tess

I don't care

I don't care that even Sig found someone

I don't care

I don't care I had to go to these weddings and smile (pretend to smile)

I don't care

I don't care, I tell myself as I cock my gun and make sure it's loaded

I don't care

I don't care, I tell myself as I press its cold steel barrel to my head

I don't care

I don't care, I tell myself as my finger gently squeezes the trigger

I don't care

I don't care, I tell myself as the tiny metal ball rushes up to meet my forehead

I don't care

I don't care, I tell myself as my blood decorates the walls of the old underground HQ

I don't...

I never was a good liar

AN. just a little drabble about torn being lonely. Set at the end of the third game. Om new to this so don't be too harsh with the reviews, that is if you decide my fic is worthy of a few minutes of your time.